The Roaming Eye

In NYC where cardboard boxes and bums come from In the comfort of his brown paper home The smelly old man sleeps on a concrete ground of cold Snores alone like a train in heat Unaware of his left eye detaching to leave A vacancy sign behind the socket is left, not worth reading An eye rolling down the highway is strange Pretending to be a traffic signal is suspicious Blinking green then yellow is clearly disgusting Disguised in red makes it downright criminal Obscene and not very nice indeed Children want to play marbles The eye is wiser than you think Seeing everything through a glass darkly As it rolls away smartly unseen